Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Testing the Waters

Working it out at the hotel

It was a sign!  The hotel's front lawn feature a  male mannequin sporting a NC State t--shirt . . .

so everyone got into the action . . . 

except of  course, for Mason, who is wise enough to know it could end up on here!

Checking out a caterpillar during ice cream house-hunt break . . .

and falling asleep in the tub after a long day's search.

The Raleigh Temple

Striking a pose, never a bashful girl.

It's small but mighty.

A rare picture of sibling cooperation . . . 

as well as pure joy (from videogames), always brings the family together :).  Seconds later someone sustained a "smack in the face" minor injury.


Our time was well spent during April's spring break.  We arrived as a tornado was whipping through NC.  It was the worst turbulence I've ever experienced.  I thought I would pass out from hot flashes and all the bumpiness.  We also left the country as horrible tornados spread across the southern U.S., the worst those areas have seen in years.  Some kind of harbinger?  Hopefully not!!  We headed to Raleigh, NC, for our first visit to the U.S. since 2009.  Needless to say, the children were excited.  Well, most of them.  It was major culture disorientation since we often found ourselves looking around and wondering, "How long will it take to feel like we're home here?"  Testing the waters during a house hunt was the perfect opportunity for me to pack on 5 pounds and limp around in my tendonitis boot!  I think I certainly looked American as I saw a much more mature lady in Target sporting my boot/brace also.  Yes, Target, praise be!  We sounded like a bunch of idiots as our family of six perused every aisle in the store and embarrassed ourselves by shouting and drooling over the Entenmann's, Tasty Cakes, Hostess, insert your favorite treat here, in the food section.

But on to more serious things.  Yes, we did find a home.  And, we learned a lot.  Comme toujours.  Over and over.  Like, homes on the internet look much different in real life.  Yards are small and full of pine trees, not grass.  Chapel Hill is expensive but has great schools so there's not much that fits our family size and spoiled, idealized list of wants.  Thus, a mansion is not in our future, nor is a plot with a soccer pitch.  And the kids' favorite, Chik-Fil-A is everywhere, and Wendy's is alive and well.  There we go with the food again.  We will have to do some hefty home renovations, but I am actually looking forward to the challenge (I think).  I guess it's more the chance to shop for carpet, pick wall colors and bathroom designs, etc., without having to build a home from the ground that is exciting.  To make the house a home.  Must remind myself of this when we begin a "Money Pit" scenario :)


We visited our new church/ward.  There are four wards that meet in the chapel where we would attend.  That's huge when compared to our situation the last six years.  The kids met some potential friends, however, Mason faces the minority issue he has always faced as a young man.  There just aren't that many guys his age wherever we've lived.  Fortunately, the young men from several wards gather a few times a month for activities, so he'll have more opportunities.


But for now, I am trying to squeeze every bit of life out of our time here in the UK.  Don't want to think about packing it all up just yet!!

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Signs of Spring (UK style)

Go Blues!

The Line-Up (Nico's keeper hero, Cech, in neon)

A great afternoon out with Dad

#1 Chelsea fan (well, maybe)

Emma at Hampton Court with Micheline

Basking in daffodil blooms at the Palace

The Queen Victoria Statue a few weeks before the BIG wedding

Playing goofy American/French tourists

The Glass Coach that carried Princess Di on her wedding day

Check out the Queen's ride (only used twice but housed in the Royal Mews)

Marina, ACS MS pitcher, in action

I just realized I'm missing a photo of Mason; he'll get in here eventually.  Spring exploded in April, a bit early, but we've loved both the beautiful weather and the feeling of activity in the air.  The chauffering life it is for me.  Of course, Nico continues with soccer 3x a week, Emma enjoys t-ball, Marina finished her run in "Annie," and Mason keeps up with running and playing in his band.  I won't bore you with other details, but one thing that has made my personal life easier has been my "release" from church RS president (women's group) to nursery leader.  So, I've gone from leading a bunch of ladies to being led by two sweet 2 yr. old girls!  Change is good.

Yet change is hard.  The next post or so may detail the change of preparing for another international move...back to the U.S. this summer.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

In Brugges


So quaint.


Goofball Emma.



Town hall.









La Tour, the Tower.


Des sacs en chocolat.



Chocolat prep demonstration.


Yes, it's chocolate!



Chocolate crĂȘche.



Some kind of choco giant.



Another creation.



Trying to stay warm.
















One of my favorite movies ever is called In Brugges.  It's not easy on the ears, however, as a few of the characters have swearing problems being that they're English & Irish mobsters and assassins.  Not very pretty . . . but the film's theme (and setting) is pretty.  Even the toughest cookie can have a change of heart and find redemption, and it's important to find beauty in life's quiet quotidien moments.  We found beauty at the Museum of Chocolate, in the architecture, on the streets, yada yada yada.  A wonderful day that was made even better as it ended with an international ice sculpture show at the train station.  I know, more Belgium photos, the excitement is palpable.

Heywoodstock 2011: Shazz Khan Tribute Band

Mason, Will, and Harry perform
their version of "Wipeout" at ACS' Heywoodstock music concert.  A genius performance by all the guys!

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Happy New Year, Ghent! So Long Ago . . .

Emma & Nico share a rare moment of sibling love


"Are those all the drunk people?"  asks Emma


Mark the pack mule with a passed-out M&M


Are we having fun yet?


They are :)


Santa Baby, why the face?  Eurotrash family fun.  And when I say Eurotrash it's not a putdown; it's the thrill of cultural diversity . . .


Wouldn't be a Hambo winter trip without ice skating!


Thank you, Mr. Penguin, for your steadiness


Lovely Ghent at night


Cool guitar building


How many angles can you see in this architectural maze?


The other side of the tracks, home of our hotel



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Ghent marketplace, tower, and town hall

Ghent looks pretty dark in these pictures, and, it is.  Winter time seems to be a blur of grey and cold, but there's something magical (if I can use that word and not laugh) always in the air.  Forget the seasonal mood disorder, we really enjoyed the atmosphere.  Ghent was our base between stays in Brugges and Brussels, and we managed to go car-free by taking the train everywhere.  That was no small feat with the family, but actually a good experience.  The canals of Ghent and Brugges have earned them the nickname, the "Venice of the North."  With a bit of imagination, there are those similarities.  The Flemish language is much different than Italian, though :).  On New Year's Eve we had a wonderful fondue dinner of cheese, meat, poultry, seafood, vegetables, chocolate, and frites--not all at once, fortunately!  I won't mention the dinner that for Nico, ended up on the sidewalk.  Poor guy!  The next day, Marina volunteered to watch Nico in the hotel room while we toured Brugges.  He had a fever with stomach pain; probably some kind of stomach virus since no one else got sick.  The kids were more excited to stay there and order room service than head out on another adventure.  More on that later . . .